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“Yes.”
“In what way?”
“You have your cocky, hot, funny guy facade. I think that’s a big part of who you actually are, but behind that there’s someone with really deep, complex emotions who you keep carefully protected and away from the outside world.”
His smile expands to a full blown smirk. “Did you just call me hot?”
“See? You’re deflecting.” I chide him. “Tell me something. Like I just told you, tell me something real.”
“Why?”
A loud metallic noise sounds to my left, startling me.
The firefighters must be here, working on a way to get us out. I look back at him and find that he never looked away, his intense gaze still locked on my face.
“We’re trapped in a metal box, completely locked away from the rest of the world. I just told you what’s probably my deepest, darkest secret. There are no repercussions, no judgements in this elevator, just truth.” I tell him. “So leave a secret here with me.”
He considers me for a second, those bottomless navy eyes piercing a hole through me. I watch him explore every inch of my face, as if committing it to memory.
“Alright.”
Anticipation has my stomach in knots as I nod.
“I assume Bellamy told you that I donated money to renovate the library and reopen it in my parent’s names, right?”
“Yes.”
That’s where Bellamy’s been completing her detention, sorting and stacking books ahead of the grand opening.
“I haven't been able to set foot in there yet.”
That’s definitely surprising. Renovations are done and from what I understand we’re only a couple weeks away from the grand opening.
My heart aches for him.
I can only imagine the pain of losing both of his parents and of having to honor their memory while simultaneously learning how to live without them.
It’s a pretty incredible burden to carry.
“Do you think you’ll be able to go to the reopening?”
“Yeah. It’s not that I can’t. The timing’s just never been right.” He says, subconsciously tapping a frenzied rhythm on the floor with his foot.
I know it’s not that simple. That it’s got to be a hard thing to do, even though it seems an innocuous enough task.
“All your friends will be there. I’ll be there. We’ll make it a fun night.”
Too lazy to get up, I crawl on my knees over to him and squeeze his hand.
He groans thickly as I sit next to him. “Never crawl towards me like that again.”
I tsk, the sound clicking in my mouth. “I bat my eyelashes and you get hard, that’s hardly my fault.”
“Careful.” He warns. “I’ve been biding my time this past week not asking for it, waiting for you to be ready. But if you keep provoking me, I’ll fuck you against the wall and just take it.”
I can’t help it.
I lick my lips at the thought.
